Labor Day, 2022

And labor shall refresh itself with hope
- Shakespeare

The Eventide of Summer

September

Go forth at eventide, 
The eventide of summer, when the trees 
Yield their frail honors to the passing breeze,
And woodland paths with autumn tints are dyed; 
When the mild sun his paling luster shrouds 
In gorgeous draperies of golden clouds, 
Then wander forth, mid beauty and decay, 
To meditate alone—alone to watch and pray. 

—Emma C. Embury (1806-1863).